End-of-the-world scenarios have been circulating forever. Some think the world will end with the Mayan calendar later this year. But I believe I’ve seen the real doomsday. Our species will simply fail to reproduce.

That’s my conclusion from two news items. The first is from the U.S. Census Bureau, which announced a baby “bust” last fall. In 95 percent of counties across the nation, the share of the population younger than 18 was smaller than in 2000.

There are now more households with dogs than children.

The other piece of evidence is a book from feminist author and blogger Jessica Valenti: “Why Have Kids?” A new mother herself at 33, she looks at the unhappiness among parents with young children and asks this very relevant question: Why do it?

According to interviews, Valenti concludes that it’s the chasm between the idealized parental life and reality that causes so much woe. Americans glorify the mother alone at home raising kids.

It may be tempting to tut-tut Valenti and tell her that she’ll get used to the lack of adult conversation and the jobs that require either 24/7 commitment or unemployment, with nothing in between. But her perspective may well spring not so much from her phase of life as from our time in history.

Raising children well has become increasingly difficult. I blame it on my generation. Instead of banding together to wrest better policies from government and employers — or to create strong communities to assist one another — we’ve indulged ourselves in divisive “mommy wars.” We have bickered about which is better, attachment parenting or free-range? Stay-at-home mothers or moms with paychecks? Opting out or having it all?

We could reverse these trends, if we believed that saving the species were important enough. We could fight for better policies. Or we could accept the situation and look on the bright side: It will be a lot easier to navigate store aisles without all those annoying baby strollers.

Many were not surprised by the prompt verdict Monday in the sexual-assault case in Denver involving Taylor Swift. A jury of six women and two men concluded within hours that a Denver radio host had groped Swift _ grabbed her butt beneath her skirt during a photo shoot, as his wife stood on the other side of Swift.

Touch not that statue of Robert E. Lee in Charlottesville. Let it stand, but around it place plaques telling the curious that the man was a traitor to his country who went to war so white people could continue to own black people.